"You look…good," Gabriel says as he opens the door for Claire.
"Thank you, Mr. Tan," she says, smiling.
For some reason, Claire's beauty bothers him—there's something he couldn't quite put a finger on. He's so distracted as he drives that he barely speaks, prompting Claire to actually say, "Is everything alright?"
Nothing's right, he almost says. But he just smiles. As he makes a turn toward the main road, Gabriel slowly realizes why: Claire Monteverde is extremely attractive. And he's bothered because even now, he's trying to maintain distance, trying to enforce his unwritten rule between boss and employee. But while technically, Claire's in his employ through some made-up bullshit plan to exact revenge on his ex-fiancée, each time he sees this woman, all dolled up courtesy of his own directive to his personal fashion stylist, his heart goes aflutter. But he must not show it.
And Jesus, why does she smell so good?
"By the way, where are we going tonight?" Claire says, smiling.
